If you’re anything like me, you have a folder on your phone filled with unsent messages to Hannah. You meant to reply to that group chat weeks ago, but somehow the days turned into months. And now, every time you see her name pop up, you feel a little pang of guilt. Why are we so afraid of reaching out to the people we care about?
I was staring at the blank screen, my cursor blinking mockingly at me. I had the perfect words typed out in my head, but as soon as I tried to transfer them to the computer, they scattered like leaves in the wind. I’m not sure what it is about you that makes me so tongue-tied, but I’ve been meaning to tell you for weeks now. You’re amazing and passionate and kind, and I think I might be falling in love with you. But the message that was never sent will remain just that – unsent – because I’m too chicken to hit send.